When education is fun..

One of the things I am always eager to know is whether the students who were enrolled in the school earlier on are not dropping out.

This is one such kid who seems to understand the value of education and is a regular at school.

The most satisfying thing...

... to me these days is to see kids in Rural bihar enjoy their education. It was very heartening to see the kids in uniforms this time.

One kid said to the other....

What do you know of.....
... the value of a Uniform,
... the power of a Pencil,
...the unbound Joy of an education.

Reaching out ...

...

Rooted in Culture

As much as a global citizen I may become, I do not think I would be ever going against some of the values of being an Indian, that is so deeply rooted within me. 

The amount of White hair...

is an indicator of a huge amount of experiences and wisdom?

Is it? I often wonder.

When duty calls...

... you see no waters as too deep.

You just jump into it to get the work done! 

Maut ka kuan...the namesake

While the stunts wowed the audience, the life risking stunts were something that left me shocked. So much so that seeing a casualty on the sets during the actual performance, has left me disturbed badly.

I do not think I will ever be able to watch a Maut ka Kuan stunt ever in my life again. 

The colors...

While India is a land filled with colors, I could not help but notice the US colors that this saree of the lady was made of.
Just a simple indicator and I fondly remembered my stay in the US.

For the love of Kulfi

Have very fond memories of childhood having countless Kulfi, especially in the village when the ice-cream wala came once in a day. 

Of elephants, unquestionable faith and a mouthwash

India as a country baffles me every time I go out into the country side and away from the Metros. The immense amount of faith that  people have in something, goes beyond boundaries of hygiene and a worry for ill-health.

Having said that, I love the country no matter what :) 

To the Chandni theater..

..she said.

He declined. Saying it's a thing for the young.

She refused to him talk thereafter. 

The footprints...

..formed an interesting pattern on the land in the middle of the river, at the Sonepur Mela. 

Growing up

The best part about Street photography is that you are always in store for a surprise when it comes to composing shots that tell a story! And each of them gives an immense joy within.